所谓的活着。、Sunshine

作者:秦玉风人气:2301更新:2021-07-18 16:00:14

  走过我们一起走过的地方 ,有的寒冷,有的温暖,我走走停停 ,走走停停。

   分别怎是让人伤心呐..不过对于数千年寿命的人来说,可能一杯茶的时间那人就已经死去,记忆 ,只是人类脑容量进化的产物罢了 ,不足道,不足说 。

   不要相信自己,相信我 ,相信那个相信着你的我,我说,有用吗这。

  蜡烛 ,一顿饭,面包,生活生活着 ,现实现实着。

   喜欢发呆着,跳跃着,更换着 ,倾听着 。而我注定只能是一辈子的凡人。自由,幻想不是我消费得起的。已经成为往昔的存在,即使有人想要记得 ,也只是记得而已 。有的话 ,不说,是最无力的观望 。有的人,不出现在那个人的面前 ,就是最天真的谎言。我想我从明白过什么,活,为谁活 ,都是麻烦之极的论点,我谈论不来,之后就丢弃了 ,那你叫我怎么办,我能怎么办。

   我向来是以最坏的恶意揣测别人的,然后再用镜子看着丑陋的自已 ,并自我厌恶 。

   我们明明不知道翱翔的方法,却依旧向天伸出双手,但总是有人会来笑我们的天真与无知 ,其实那是他们半吊子大人的妒忌和无奈。知道的越多失去的越多 ,牺牲的更多失去的更多,这些是谁在流传?

   那一定是个自以为是的家伙,用美好来进行欺骗。而我们 ,因为寿命只此数十年,无力去思考,所以心甘情愿的被欺骗 。我在想 ,我嘴上一直说我不信,但心里呐喊着其实我是相信的,但是反过来看 ,太久看不到或者看太久周围的现实,心底的呐喊已经被饥渴的土壤吸收去了,热情总会像潮水般退去 ,但却不会像潮水般涌回,我天真的说了一句话,最后一句。

   有的时候 ,会发现一直喜爱的听的音乐 ,变得不能入耳,会不想听到任何高昂或者拨弄情绪的声响,而后 ,渐渐忽略耳边的声音,开始,胡思乱想。

   欺骗别人的人 ,被人欺骗的人,自认为自己的欺骗是善意的人,自认为没有被欺骗的人 ,都是骗子 。就在这时,有的人的一些微妙的改变,吓到了我 ,心脏一紧,然后我告诉自己,不用怕 ,不要怕 ,伪装起来,平静下来,让自己用一种不会伤害你不想伤害的人的方式 ,欺骗自己。而后,过了几年,老旧的事物衍生 ,过了几十年,方便的完全消除。

   我无话可说,灰尘落在它们可以触及的地方 ,弄脏了很多东西,其实灰尘是不脏的 。我随波逐流,不想去寻找什么 ,也不想被找到,因为这世界上只有一个我,再相似 ,也只会有一个我 ,你们没注意到吗,真的,真的 ,没注意到吗,不对,这是我自己所在意的 ,一个微不足道且不能被理解的点,你们直接走过是理所当然的。

   我的东西,我想不会有人想要知道吧 ,想知道我也不会告诉你们的。我很高兴,不对,我一点也不高兴 ,因为我感觉我又忘记了什么,是那种不想想起来的忘记,那就没办法了 。对了 ,八音盒的声音不会脱离简简单单的范畴 ,只是有点孩子气 。

   没有特别想做的事,即将要知晓一大堆东西,人类把这叫做磨练什么的 ,成长什么的,恩,我无可厚非的被鄙视了 ,呃,因该用众望所归,还是理所当然。

   是什么来感动的 ,有的规则不好好遵守是不行的,你永远不会知道,就是不会预测未来 ,不喜欢,也没办法,这是规则 ,万能的上帝威严道 ,选哪个都是死,不过是个选择题而已,不要太过认真啊。

   你确定你真的活着吗?

  偶尔遇到被我搁置在角落的记忆时 ,我目不斜视的走了过去 。

   当我终于也要放下这一切,拿起另外的锄头修建另外的城墙时,也许我已死去。

  你在伤心吗?没 ,一点儿也不...

英译版本:

Walking around us, some cold, some warmth, I walked and stopped and stopped.

How is it to be sad. However, for thousands of years of life, it may have died, remember, memory, only the product of human brain capacity, insignificant, Herbledly said.

Don't believe yourself, believe in me, I believe that I believe in you, I said, useful?

Candles, a meal, bread, life, life, reality is now.

I like to stay, jump, replace it, listen. And I am destined to only be the mortal of a lifetime. Freedom, fantasy is not my consumption. It has become the existence of the past, even if someone wants to remember, I just remember. Yes, don't say it, it is the most powerless wait. Some people don't appear in front of that person, it is the world's true lie. I think I have understood what, live, for who is alive, is the argument of trouble, I can't talk about it, then I will discard it, then what should I do, what can I do?

I have always give it to others with the worst malicious, then look at ugly sincerity with the mirror and self-disgusting.

We clearly don't know how to fly, but it still reach out of the sky, but there is always someone to laugh our innocent and ignorant, in fact, it is the jealous and helplessness of their hanging people. The more you know, the more you lose, more lost, who is currently circulating?

That must be a self-righteous guy, deceive it with a better way. And we, because the life is only for decades, it is unable to think, so you will be deceived. I am thinking, I have always said that I don't believe it, but I'm shouting in my heart, I believe, but in turn, I can't see it or see the reality around it, my heart's shout has been hungry soil absorption Going, enthusiasm always retreats like a tide, but it will not swear like a tide, I really said a word, the last sentence.

Sometimes, I will find a favorite music, become unable to get ear, I don't want to hear any high or dial the emotion, and then gradually ignore the sound of my ear, start,have a bee in one's bonnet.

People who deceive others, people who are deceived, self-thinking of their deception is a kind person, and people who do not be deceived are scammers. Just then, some people's subtle changes, scared me, the heart is tight, then I tell yourself, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, disguise, calm down, let yourself use one will not hurt you don't want to hurt The way of people, deceive themselves. Then, after a few years, the old things were derived, and it was more than a decades and convenient complete elimination.

I have nothing to say, the dust falls in the place that they can touch, and it has a lot of things, in fact, dust is not dirty. I am running flowing, I don't want to find anything, I don't want to find it, because there is only one of the world, I will only have one, I haven't heard it, really, really, I didn't pay attention, wrong, This is my own, a point you can't be understood, and you have passed it directly.

My things, I don't think someone wants to know, I want to know that I will not tell you. I am very happy, wrong, I am not happy at all, because I feel that I have forgotten what is the kind of forget that I don't want to think, then there is no way. By the way, the sound of the eight-speech box will not leave a simple category, just a little child.

There is no more thing to do, you will be a lot of things. Humans call this, what is hooded, what is growing, Well, I am unsatisfactory, oh, because of the public look, It is still a matter of course.

What is touched? Some rules are not good, you will never know, that is, it will not predict the future, don't like it, there is no way, this is rule, universal God is serious Which one is dead, but it is a choice, don't be too serious.

Are you sure you are really alive?

When I met the memory that I put on the corner, I walked in the past.

When I finally put it down, pick up another hoe to build another wall, maybe I have died.

Are you sad? No, it's not ...

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